The Box in the Woods
Contents ( 53)
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Map
- Contents
- July 6, 1978
- 11:45 p.m.
- 1
- July 7, 1978
- 7:30 a.m.
- 2
- July 7, 1978
- 7:30 a.m.
- 3
- July 7, 1978
- 8:05 a.m.
- 4
- 5
- 6
- July 11, 1978
- 6:00 p.m.
- 7
- 8
- 9
- July 11, 1978
- 9:30 p.m.
- 10
- 11
- 12
- 13
- 14
- 15
- 16
- 17
- 18
- 19
- 20
- 21
- 22
- 23
- 24
- 25
- 26
- 27
- 28
- 29
- 30
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Books by Maureen Johnson
- Back Ad
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
Dedication
For Billy Jensen, real-life crime solver
Epigraph
The investigator must bear in mind that he has a twofold responsibility—to clear the innocent as well as to expose the guilty. He is seeking only the facts—the Truth in a Nutshell.
— Frances Glessner Lee
Map
Contents
Cover
Title Page
Dedication
Epigraph
Map
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Author’s Note
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Books by Maureen Johnson
Back Ad
Copyright
About the Publisher
July 6, 1978
11:45 p.m.
SABRINA ABBOTT WAS DOING SOMETHING ILLEGAL.
Impossible.
Sabrina had never done anything illegal. She was Barlow Corners’ paragon of virtue. The valedictorian. The library volunteer who read to children. The person who hyperventilated for ten minutes when she accidentally skipped a class because she was too deep in her research at the school library. The one who every parent of a younger student pointed to and said, “Be like Sabrina when you get to high school.”
What would they say now if they saw her in Todd Cooper’s notorious brown Jeep as it bounced down the dirt road through the woods, juddering as the tires made contact with the many pits and bumps along the way? The green fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror banged together from the impact, almost in time with the Led Zeppelin pulsing from the stereo. The headlights were the only thing that cut through the dark between the trees and the sky with its sliver of a moon. Sabrina didn’t particularly like or trust Todd, who was the captain of the football team and the son of the mayor. Todd was an asshole. But he came with the package tonight. He had the car.
Here she was, breaking camp curfew and going into the woods—both prohibited activities. But those infractions were nothing compared to what they were going to do once they reached their destination.
She pressed herself into her companion’s side. Eric Wilde was her new— Was he her boyfriend? They hadn’t gotten that far yet in the discussions. She had no doubt that he wanted that title, and she had just freed herself from her boyfriend of three years—no need to rush back in. It was time for the new Sabrina, the one who lived, who did things, who didn’t worry so much.
This good girl needed a break. The last few weeks had shown her that.
“You okay?” Eric said over the music.
“Yeah,” she replied. A bug flew in her mouth as she did so, and she picked it out.